Monday, March 05, 2007

Man, My Ass Hurts

I got up at 5:30 am this morning and it was cold and dark outside and I thought, "What the fuck am I doing? It's cold and dark outside."

But by the time I was cognizant enough to realize how stupid this was, I'd already taken my adjusted Lantus dose, and half an hour later, my adjusted Novolog dose, so ready or not, I was biking to work.

It took less than an hour to get up there this morning, because there was no headwind. The weather wasn't bad at all and I thought: yeah, hey, I can do this!

Coming home was a different story.

My ass hurt all day from this morning's biking and the biking I did last night, and getting on the bike again tonight wasn't exactly something I was looking forward to. I somehow got lost looking for the cross-street that would get me back onto the lake path. I ended up spending more time on the street. The headwind was a bitch.

It was really fucking cold.

It was so cold along the lakefront that I stopped and pulled out my insulin from my bag and tugged it inside my double layer of coats because I was worried it was going to freeze.

The wind sent up waves along the bike path, and yea, all that displaced water froze. There were battered ice chunks all over the place, and it started to get dark around 6ish and I still had at least three miles to go.

I was tired. The headwind was bad. I blame that fucking headwind.

I was so tired, and I kept going. I just kept going, and that's what I told myself, though my legs wobbled and it hurt to breathe in the cold air: I just have to keep going. And it reminded me of this post, and then I thought, how weird is it when your own life reminds you of your own life? I mean, I'm not chugging down the lakefront thinking, "This is just like that one episode of Buffy!" I'm thinking, "fuck, yea, I've been through this before. And I did OK that time. I can do it again."

Maybe this is what it's like to be old.

I don't mind it, really.

Because I kept going. I just kept going. The last six or eights months have been like that. Just keep going. Just keep going. It'll be OK. It'll be OK. You can do this. It will get better.

For somebody that doesn't put any trust in any God, who doesn't believe in much of anything at all, I sure do run a lot on blind faith.

I had to walk the bike the last four blocks or so, after I came off the lakefront, because I didn't trust myself to be able to navigate those last few blocks on the street without getting hit by a car. My legs felt like they belonged to someone else and my toes were numb.

I carried my bike up three flights of steps and then sank into a hot bath.

I'm saving $80 a month in transit costs. I'm saving at least 6.5 units of insulin a day.

Someday, it will be spring, and I will not be fighting a frozen headwind coming in off the lake, throwing ice in my face.


Until then.... yeah.

Keep going.

5 comments so far. What are your thoughts?

Wendryn said...

I completely understand about the ass hurting - mine does, too, since I am just getting back to riding.

For frozen toes, there are things that can be put over your biking shoes that keep feet warmer. I just came across them at the bike store and they are letting me ride in colder weather than before.

I'm really glad you are doing better and that you have kept going.

ScottM said...

I just started biking again this last weekend, and am dreading the coming daylight's saving time.

Our weather's beautiful and I promise to appreciate it more.

Carrie said...

i am a lapsed biker. i swore i was going to do "bikewinter" this year and did not. the el takes me right to my job and i love it.

that said, my ass always hurts when i start biking again after a hiatus and gets better quickly. maybe its like an ass-callus that needs to develop.

also, if your ride home is rough, it might be worth supplementing biking with public transit until the cold and ice get better? you'd still get exercise and save $$ (and insulin) if you biked one way and put your bike on the busrack to get home.


MKris said...

Did I mention that you rock ?
:) I am Trying to start riding my bike to uni, but there's always the little things that get in the way. Then Dad was pontificating (I tend to screen him out for though I love him dearly, he can be misogynistic and rather saurian at times) and something stuck: You decide how you want things to be, and the universe aligns itself so that things can be that way.
Aggh. Dammit, i hate it when he's right. (Getting prepared for sore bottom...)
... I need to get more leather on my arse, as my slovenian friend would say :)

Kameron Hurley said...

Oh yea, I so totally took the bus home last night. With windchill it was 4 degrees on the lakefront. I'm determined, but not stupid.

Took today off (snowed 3 inches last night), but I'm set for at least the *morning* half of tomorrow's ride.

Once the weather hits the 40s, tho, I have no excuses.